The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

Tianlang Jun only lightly patted Luo Binghe's shoulder, and that arm was broken again. He frowned, and Zhuzhilang immediately picked it up and presented it with both hands.

Luo Binghe did not wipe away the blood, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he held the inner demon on his back with his backhand. Lord Tianlang said: "The sword is a good sword. It's a pity that its usage is messy."

Luo Binghe shouted to Shen Qingqiu in a low voice: "Let's go!"

What to go for? Can you leave?

Zhuzhilang said: "It's too late. Two hundred Black Moon Python Rhinoceros can only open the barrier of the Holy Tomb for a moment and let you in."

Luo Binghe said sternly: "Then I'll use you two as a blood sacrifice and do it again!"

Unexpectedly, the Heart Demon Sword was suddenly inserted back into the sheath before it was completely unsheathed. Tianlang Jun didn't know when he was standing behind him, and pressed the sword back into the sheath with one finger, but he didn't let him draw the sword. Luo Binghe also reacted very quickly and turned around to attack. Who knows that no matter how fast he is, the inner demon can only pull out a maximum of three inches each time, and then it is pressed back. After going back and forth for a few times, Tianlang-Jun seemed to have lost interest. He flipped his wrist and ignored his inner demons, instead directly pressing on his Tianling.

Luo Binghe's eyes suddenly opened, and a thick purple-black aura rolled over his Tianling. He didn't know what Tianlang-Jun was doing, and he was speechless.

Tianlang-Jun closed his eyes for a while, then opened his eyes and said, "It turns out you are not the only one, and you also brought two small fish in."

He raised his hand, looked at Luo Binghe's face, and commented objectively: "Looks like his mother."

A cold voice came from the side: "My eyes look like yours."

Tianlang-Jun slowly turned back.

Xiu Ya's sword was shining with cold light, lying across Zhuzhilang's neck. Shen Qingqiu said: "It is not worthwhile to lose such a good subordinate. Should Tianlang-Jun think about it?"

Zhuzhilang whispered: "Your Majesty, this subordinate was negligent for a moment."

It's all "temporary negligence" and it's still so difficult! It took a lot of effort for Shen Qingqiu to restrain him. This man is just as slippery when he's not in snake form!

Tianlangjun said slowly: "If you treat Zhuzhilang like this, he will be sad."

Shen Qingqiu half-seriously said: "If you do this to your son, I will be sad too. How about you let go of your son and I let go of your nephew?"

Tianlang Jun said: "I'm afraid you won't give me this opportunity."

Shen Qingqiu's palms were actually covered in cold sweat, but his voice sounded extremely calm: "I am giving you this opportunity."

Tianlang Jun said: "I mean, Zhuzhilang will not give me this opportunity."

Before he finished speaking, Zhuzhilang suddenly took the initiative to hit the tip of Shen Qingqiu's sword!

This move was extremely powerful, truly a desperate move, and there was absolutely no suspicion of fraud. Shen Qingqiu was taken aback and subconsciously withdrew his sword. With the blade retracted, Zhuzhilang took advantage of the situation to escape and flashed back to Tianlang-Jun.

Tianlang Jun made a "you see" expression and said with a smile: "If I am threatened for him, Zhuzhilang will ask for his own death. Peak Master Shen must not underestimate him."

Shen Qingqiu was so angry that he almost vomited blood. As a hostage, Zhuzhilang is completely worthless. After finally being held hostage once, there was no sense of accomplishment at all!

Lord Tianlang said: "My nephew has suffered a little injustice, and he should get it back from Master Shen Feng's disciple." As he spoke, he slightly tightened his fingers.

Luo Binghe groaned, blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, but he still turned his eyes to Shen Qingqiu with difficulty, biting the blood foam in his teeth, and said: "...Let's go! You can go anywhere...don't stay here!"

Shen Qingqiu suddenly raised his head and threw the Xiu Ya sword straight ahead. It was like a flash of white lightning, stabbing Tianlang-Jun. He tilted his head slightly, and the blade of the sword grazed his cheek, and with a clang, it was nailed to the wall far away behind him.

He said: "The accuracy is not very good."

Shen Qingqiu slowly retracted his hand and curled his lips: "It's accurate. It hit the target."

Tianlang-Jun was slightly startled and immediately turned back.

I saw Xiu Ya's sword being nailed to one eye of the smiling woman's face on the mural. The gem originally embedded in the pupil was broken into several pieces and fell down the stone wall in a flash.

The woman was obviously just a face painted on the wall, but the corners of her curved mouth became more and more curled up, as if she was smiling happier and happier. One of her grins reached to her ears, like the bloody mouth of a slit woman.

Suddenly, sharp laughter erupted in the tomb hall. And this laughter came from the mouth of the woman on the mural!

Xidian has anti-theft measures. There are gems inlaid on one wall, but as long as you pry off a piece, you will be laughed to death by the sonic weapon of the Witch of the Palace!

This laughter has a particularly obvious effect on the demons. After all, it is originally designed to guard against the demons, and no one will have enough time to come to the demon world to rob graves. As soon as it enters the ear, the heart and brain are beating wildly, there is a sharp pain, the world is spinning, and the eyes are dazzled. Zhuzhilang couldn't help but cover his ears, and Tianlang-Jun also took out a hand to press his temples. Shen Qingqiu had already been prepared. He took advantage of this momentary opportunity and quickly passed by. He raised his left hand and the Xiu Ya sword was sheathed. He grabbed Luo Binghe with his right hand and ran away!

After rushing into the next tomb hall, the first thing Shen Qingqiu did was to lower the gate and let him die! The heavy boulder fell to the ground, stirring up a mess of dust. He only found the door closing mechanism, but not the one that opened the door. It would be best if it couldn't be opened! He just thought this and finally felt relieved. When he looked back, he almost fell to his knees.

Zhuzhilang held one hand tightly and blinked.

Drunk. Drunk. This can also lead to the wrong person! ! ! What kind of evil did he do? He actually left the father and son who were engaged in domestic violence in the Xidian Palace!

Sin, sin! ! ! Shen Qingqiu threw away his hand and turned around to split the stone door. Zhuzhilang grabbed him and said, "Master Shenxian, don't go back. He has no chance of winning in front of you."

Shen Qingqiu is going crazy.

Why on earth can we mistake the wrong person even at such a close distance? ! It's all because the laughter of the girl on the wall in Xidian is too offensive, the green candle is dim, and the three of them are all wearing black clothes that look similar at first glance. Because we are relatives, do we all have similar preferences in colors and styles? !

Shen Qingqiu cried because of his stupidity. He couldn't bear it anymore and hammered the stone door, saying: "I originally wanted to be with Luo Binghe!"

Zhuzhilang was stunned when he heard this.

After a long while, he said: "Master Shenxian, haven't you and him...been together for a long time?"

"..."

I really can’t explain it to this group of people!

Shen Qingqiu raised his hand to shut him up, turned around and walked a few steps, when he suddenly felt that the soles of his feet were uneven.

Zhuzhilang followed and made a blocking gesture: "Don't move!"

A huge female face covered the entire hall floor. They're stepping on this face's ears.

Different from the female face of Xidian, this face is not charming at all, but rather ferocious, with split canthus, narrow eyes and wide nose, which is extremely ugly, like a dominatrix.

Shen Qingqiu said cautiously: "Don't step on your face."

Zhuzhilang: "..."

There are faces all over the ground, don’t let anyone step on your face...

The three halls of happiness, anger and sorrow are one after another. After passing the first hall of joy, the next one is the "wrath hall".

In the original work, Luo Binghe used specific moves when he was viewing the (xi)light (jie) Holy Tomb and passing this level. Unfortunately, Shen Qingqiu didn't remember clearly which ones he used. If you accidentally take a wrong step, Nudian's anti-theft measures will be activated. It's also not possible to use a sword. As long as it passes vertically above, it will be regarded as stepping on it.

Having said that, of course I will be angry if someone steps on my face! No wonder you are angry!

He dared to rush in because he thought he was arresting Luo Binghe, and he must know his position. Who knew that the wrong person would be arrested! It seems that Xizhilang and Tianlangjun have only been active in the first level of Xidian Palace before, so they probably can't rely on him to pass the level!

The ground is getting hotter. Shen Qingqiu squatted down, tested the temperature, and immediately withdrew his hand. It's as hot as a fire burning underground, and all the meat standing on the ground is teppanyaki. The cheeks of the female face on the ground were originally crimson, but were gradually heating up and turning into a bright red.

I'm afraid they have stepped on this face a few times without realizing it. Shen Qingqiu took a few steps back and moved as close to the side as possible.

Suddenly, a bright golden red liquid burst out from the ground like a fountain.

In an instant, Zhuzhilang transformed into his prototype, a green snake with yellow eyes with fluorescent scales coiled on the ground, standing upright, raising its head and screaming, which was as tall as four people. Roll Shen Qingqiu into a ball and wrap it tightly in the scales. Bai Sensen's fangs were close to Shen Qingqiu's head, and those big golden eyes looked even more curious up close.

Tianlang-Jun was right, Xizhilang really couldn't turn his head around. Don’t you remember that I was so smoked by realgar wine that I shed tears in the wind? Don’t you remember that he pointed a sword at you just now? Now she is still protecting him so wholeheartedly that Shen Qingqiu is almost embarrassed to cheat him.

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound, and the wall on one side of the Nu Palace collapsed completely. Amidst the smoke, Tianlang Jun moved his wrist, walked down the stone wall, and stepped into the Nu Palace, saying, "I don't know if this is my imagination, but Peak Master Shen seems to be more familiar with this holy tomb than I am."

Zhuzhilang returned to his human form and lost his voice: "Your Majesty, don't come in!"

Before Tianlang-Jun showed any doubts, he had already stepped on the woman's face six or seven times.

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

Zhuzhilang: "..."

A giant pillar of magma that the four people hugged suddenly shot up into the sky, and Tianlang-Jun was instantly engulfed in blazing flames.

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! ! !

Shen Qingqiu laughed wildly in his heart. Let you not listen to what others have to say! Let you beat your own son! You pretend, just pretend, pretend to be struck by lightning!

But he soon stopped laughing. Luo Binghe was behind and stumbled in. One of his arms was loose and seemed to be completely broken. Blood was flowing from his head and he could not open one eye.

So miserable. It was so miserable, much worse than when Luo Binghe was beaten by the original goods when he first came here!

What's going on with Luo Binghe's physique! Why do elders love to use violence to educate him? It’s not from Baizhan Peak!

Zhuzhilang circled around the fire pillar and had no time to care about anything else. Luo Binghe took in all the scenes in the palace, looked down, jumped down from the pile of rocks, took five or six steps in an instant, and came to Shen Qingqiu.

It's unscientific. How on earth did he know where to go without triggering a trap just by looking at it!

Luo Binghe seemed to know what he was thinking, and said succinctly: "Go to the acupuncture points on the face."

While talking, the two of them had already passed through the Nu Palace and entered the next level. When the stone gate gate fell, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but look at Luo Binghe a few more times to confirm that he had not found the wrong person this time.

Shen Qingqiu stood at the edge of the tomb hall, not daring to move rashly. The witch in the main palace of the "Mourning Palace" lives on the zenith. When I looked up, I saw a woman's face with frowning eyebrows and a gentle expression of sorrow.

Sensing an intrusion, the face opened its eyes, its features wrinkled, and its expression became increasingly miserable. First, water droplets dripped from the eyes, and soon, dense raindrops fell from the entire ceiling.

Just when he was about to say something to remind him that this was a rain of corpses and not to be touched, Luo Binghe raised a hand to protect him, and rushed over with the two of them in his arms...

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

What about IQ! It turns out that you are a skilled technician, but this is too simple and crude! ! !

The Three-layered Palace of Joy, Anger and Sorrow is a copy of the original work with 200,000 words. Now converted, is there even one chapter? ! Ai Dian dragged on for at least ten chapters before finishing it. What now? Are there any three elements? ! Are you in a hurry? !

The system yelled and sent a prompt: [Cut off the water content, refine the plot, B grid +100! 】

Too much cutting!

After coming out, there is a dark and silent tomb passage. As soon as the two people left the tomb hall, green firelight dimly lit up, row after row, extending endlessly.

The anti-theft measures in the Holy Tomb are so pervasive and frenzied that death candles are placed everywhere as if they cost nothing. The blind corpses that were wandering godlessly in the tomb passage came over drooling. Luo Binghe raised a hand with a cold and impatient expression. They hissed reluctantly, their throats filled with low growls, and they retreated into the darkness with their heads buried.

Luo Binghe didn't look at Shen Qingqiu, let go, and said, "Let's go."

Every time he caught Shen Qingqiu before, he would stare at her to death, but this time he stopped looking.

Shen Qingqiu noticed that Luo Binghe's face was blushing fiercely, which was extremely unexpected under the dim green candlelight. But definitely not out of shyness. Shen Qingqiu had some doubts about whether he had been poisoned or had his brain congested because of the beating, but seeing that his steps were still steady, it didn't look like that.

He wanted to ask, but he didn't know how.

When Shen Qingqiu was about to choke out a sentence, Luo Binghe spoke first.

It seemed that every time the atmosphere reached a stalemate, he was the first to break the silence.

"How well does the spiritual pulse of this body work?"

Shen Qingqiu did not expect that his first sentence would be this. He was stunned for a moment and replied: "It's normal."

He remembered that Luo Binghe spent five years repairing the spiritual veins of this body bit by bit.

Luo Binghe nodded and said, "That's good. I kept the other body for a few days, but I really can't save it."

Lu Huazhi's body and soul were about to die, withering and dissolving in an instant. Luo Binghe could still hold on for a few days, and even dared to come to the Holy Tomb to attend the meeting alone after that. Shen Qingqiu didn't know what to say anymore.

Tianlang Jun seemed to have just mentioned that Luo Binghe "brought two small fish with him", Shen Qingqiu asked: "Who else did you bring with you?"

Luo Binghe finally looked at him and said, "I came alone."

After a pause, he continued: "Those two just now are not easy to get along with. Even if Master doesn't want to stay with me, I hope he won't go with them."

Shen Qingqiu asked: "Have you seen them before?"

Luo Binghe said softly: "I met that snake before in southern Xinjiang. We fought several times and almost suffered a loss. I haven't seen the other one, but I can't beat him."

Zhuzhilang was born in southern Xinjiang, so he naturally had to be more diligent when traveling there. Tianlangjun also said that the plague incident in Jinlan City was originally caused to solve the food problem in southern Xinjiang. Luo Binghe had had several fights with Zhuzhilang in southern Xinjiang, and he expected what happened.

But Zhuzhilang didn't seem to explain his identity to Luo Binghe, nor did he regard him as his young master. Tianlang-Jun didn't seem to have such a plan either.

It seemed that neither his father nor his cousin had any intention of acknowledging him.

Shen Qingqiu felt mixed emotions in his heart, and he was hesitating without embarrassment. Suddenly, the candlelight flickered, the tomb passage became dark, and Luo Binghe's body pressed against him.

Damn it, I just regained some sympathy for this child, and then it comes again! Come again!

But Luo Binghe didn't hug him this time, nor did he move his hands or feet. Instead, he completely leaned on him and then became motionless.

Shen Qingqiu finally discovered something fishy. He was also very tired. He couldn't support the bodies of the two of them, so he leaned against the stone wall. Luo Binghe leaned on him, lying limply. His head hit the wall, making a loud banging sound. Shen Qingqiu's heart trembled and his teeth ached.

He quickly stood up straight, hugged Luo Binghe with his backhand, and groped for a while until he felt his back. The clothes on Luo Binghe's back were in tatters, all of which had been exposed by the rain of corpses from the Ai Palace. Looking inside again, the skin beneath the skin felt strange to the touch, and there seemed to be signs of ulceration. And it already smells fishy.

After all, corpse rain is not a good thing.

According to Shen Qingqiu's habit of calling people, he likes to open his bow left and right to give two small ear scrapers when he first comes up. But as soon as he stretched out his claws, he couldn't do it, so he patted his cheeks twice, and couldn't help but let out a loud voice. Softened: "Luo Binghe? Luo Binghe?"

Luo Binghe closed his eyes, his eyelashes not even trembling, and his face became even redder and abnormally red.

Shen Qingqiu reached out and touched it. His forehead and cheeks were hot, as if he had a fever. But there is absolutely no concept of "fever" in Luo Binghe. I touched my hand again, but it was cold. His whole body was like his head was in a microwave oven and his body was in an ice cave.

In Shen Qingqiu's concept, even if the male protagonist occasionally has a moment of downfall and trouble, it will not last long, let alone to the point of losing consciousness.

Shen Qingqiu put a hand on the back of Luo Binghe's head and rubbed the place where he had just hit the wall.

"Luo Binghe, can you hear me clearly?"

no respond.

Shen Qingqiu did the math. In order to protect his physical body from withering, Luo Binghe spent several days of spiritual power (he could not protect it in the end); he went to great lengths to catch the Black Moon Python and Rhinoceros; after coming to the Holy Tomb, he was first punched and kicked by Lord Tianlang , and then hit Xidian's sonic attack, and continued to be punched and kicked by Tianlang Lord, and finally he was showered with corpses.

No matter how you think about it, it's much more serious than having a fever.